"Stop quarrel!"

At this time, the elder shouted loudly: "He did not cheat, but used his body. In any competition, or even a big battle, he cannot rely solely on force, sometimes he has to rely on his brain. Let's take a look at the results. Your score is eleven minutes and has two breaths more than you."

When the male disciple heard this, he immediately looked ferocious and turned his head to look at Qin Yan.

"You have a habit!" The male disciple pointed at Qin Yan and said angrily, then left the space.

Qin Yan smiled coldly and left the space.

The eleven-minute speed was not the best result in this competition. Some disciples arrived after ten minutes and had thirty breaths.

So even if Qin Yan won the first place in the group, whether he can enter the final depends on his final result.

When Nalan Yefeng saw Qin Yan jump out, he met him and said angrily: "That kid is so arrogant. Can't he do it if he can't do it?"

"As for people, there will always be a jealousy." Qin Yan said with a smile.

"Junior brother, I support you and step this girl under my feet!" Nalan Yefeng patted Qin Yan's shoulder.

Qin Yan nodded and meditated on the spot, requiring the use of his magical power to recover.

The first round of the game ended quickly, and it only took a whole morning.

Later, many groups of people were eliminated, leaving only many people who ran the fastest, with about 5,000 people.

Of course Qin Yan was selected, but Nalan Yefeng was not so lucky, and he did not get into the second round.

"Oh." After hearing the news, Nalan Yefeng shook his head helplessly.

"It's okay, I can't do it this time. Then I'll continue next time." Qin Yan smiled slightly.

"Hope." Nalan Yefeng smiled.

Qin Yan comforted Nalan Yefeng for a moment and continued to meditate and restore his divine power.

The five thousand disciples around were ready, and Qin Yan could even see Murong Xue, Ning Qingxue, and many Yunxia Peak disciples.

I thought to myself that these female disciples are so powerful, but I didn’t expect to enter the second round. Murong Xue and Ning Qingxue won’t say it themselves, because their cultivation is strong and they prove that they are very fast.

When Murong Xue and Ning Qingxue noticed Qin Yan, Murong Xue showed a faint smile: "I didn't expect that the senior brother was here too?"

"Ahem. Senior Sister Murong, you might as well call me to feed me. I feel very uncomfortable when I suddenly call me Senior Brother." Qin Yan said hurriedly.

"I suddenly felt that he was so rude." Murong Xue smiled faintly.

Qin Yan said his forehead and started talking to Murong Xuening and Qingxue. He didn't notice that among the five thousand people, three or four people were paying attention to him.

"This kid actually dares to approach Murong Xue!"

"Senior Brother Duan, look at that boy!"

Among the four disciples, the leader was a handsome young man with a strong sword spirit. His eyes were deep and it was hard to see through his mind.

The young man was the first elite disciple, Duan Qiufeng.

Duan Qiufeng said coldly: "You tell me what it is for? Didn't you just want me to teach that disciple a lesson? But have you ever used your brain?"

"Well, what does Senior Brother Duan mean? Junior Brother doesn't understand." A disciple clasped his fists and said.

Duan Qiufeng snorted: "If you love Murong, you can teach that disciple a lesson. But don't pull me down."

"Senior Brother Duan!" The three disciples were stunned.

Duan Qiufeng continued, "Anyway, I have told you that if you involve me, don't blame me for taking action."

After saying that, Duan Qiufeng turned around and left.

He thought to himself that what Murong Xue hated the most was the fight between others in front of her. Instead of doing this, it was like having a dignified competition.

And this disciple competition is the best opportunity.

The second round of competition began immediately, and people kept entering the space to compete.

Nowadays, there are more and more elite disciples, and ordinary disciples and new disciples are all outstanding.

Of course, those elite disciples will not understand, so that ordinary disciples or new disciples will step on their heads.

This second round is a key, and the elite disciples all showed their all their strength and ran hard.

Some people even created the best results within ten minutes, which can be said to have set a record in this disciple competition.

As time gradually progressed, Qin Yan soon arrived.

It was still the same journey, but Qin Yan spent the time between other disciples talking and chatting with others and adjusted his state to the peak.

Because of this, he won again.

Moreover, this time's results were even better than the first round, and it actually reached less than ten minutes.

Of course, the best in the second round was Murong Xue, and there was a disciple.

Their cultivation levels are comparable, and their speed is incredibly fast. They ran a million miles in just nine minutes, which is really surprising.

Later, Nalan Yefeng told Qin Yan: "That disciple is Duan Qiufeng, the first among the elite disciples. I heard that Duan Qiufeng has been in love with Murong Xue for a long time. Junior brother, I just saw you and Murong Xue very close. Be careful that Duan Qiufeng will use secret tricks to you because he is jealous of you."

"I will be careful." Qin Yan nodded.

Soon, when the afternoon was about to end, the second round ended, and Qin Yan entered the third round without any suspense.

Just as Qin Yan was still meditating and nourishing his body with his divine power, the Duan Qiufeng came.

"Your name is Qin Gui?" Duan Qiufeng walked to Qin Yan and asked straight to the point.

Qin Yan heard the sound, looked up at Duan Qiufeng, and stood up: "That's right, you should be Duan Qiufeng, Senior Brother Duan."

"It's too precious to call me a senior brother." Duan Qiufeng smiled faintly and said, "You are the disciple of the Pavilion Master, the highest among the elite disciples. Logically speaking, I should call you senior brother."

"Senior Brother Duan is too humble. Senior Brother Duan has an unparalleled cultivation and is called the first person to be an elite disciple." Qin Yan also smiled softly.

Duan Qiufeng said: "I won't say much nonsense. I hope you can enter the finals, any event finals, I hope you can compete with you."

"Senior Brother Duan is so confident in his junior brother?" Qin Yan asked with a smile.

"Whatever you think." Duan Qiufeng said, turning around and leaving.

"Strange person." Qin Yan shook his head helplessly.

Next, the third round of competition is about to begin again. The number of people in this competition has decreased significantly, with only one thousand people.

Qin Yan’s number is 531, and this number is very fast.

Because in the third round, everyone wanted to make a last-minute attempt and strive to reach the finals and win the first place this time.

Soon, the more than 400 people in front of him finished the competition. Qin Yan saw Duan Qiufeng appear on the field, but there was no doubt that Duan Qiufeng won.

Then it was Murong Xue. What surprised Qin Yan was that Murong Xue actually lost!

She lost to a male disciple. And that male disciple was the male disciple who was staring at Qin Yan with a murderous intent when he signed up for three projects.

"He is the ghost wood leader?" Qin Yan frowned immediately.

On the stone tablet, a record appeared, proving that the male disciple who defeated Murong Xue was Guimuchang.

It took him only eight minutes to continue to break the record of this competition.

"So fast! He traveled back and forth a million miles in eight minutes. It seems that his cultivation level is not just a half-step divine realm. He has already rushed into the divine realm!" Qin Yanxin thought.

Soon, Qin Yan's competition arrived.

In this competition, there was no pressure at all. Although the disciples realized that they should meditate and recover, Qin Yan absolutely suppressed them in terms of physical body.

Finally, Qin Yan almost leveled the speed of the ghost wood at eight minutes, ranking behind the ghost wood.

When the sun sets and a sunset spreads over the ground, the third round is finally over.

And what is left is to announce the top three competition.

This process took about half an hour in total, and then it was finally announced.

"The disciples who entered the finals are divided into Guimuchang, Qin Gui, and Duan Qiufeng!"

There is no doubt that the three of them represented the strength among the elite disciples and entered the finals.

Guimuchang represents the genius of elite disciples.

Qin Yan represents the highest status among elite disciples.

And Duan Qiufeng also represents the identity of the first elite disciple.

The three of them showed their abilities. Before announcing the start of the competition, the three of them looked at each other and entered the space to prepare for the final.

"Prepare! Run!"

After the words came to an end, the three of them reacted at the same time and ran out at the same time.

Their speed was very fast, and they were all incredibly fast, and they all seemed to be fed with chicken blood.

But if you look carefully, Duan Qiufeng is half a step ahead of Qin Yan, while Guimu is a little behind Duan Qiufeng. The situation is very unfavorable for Qin Yan.

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To be continued...